Master of Ceremony: 

One!Two!Three! 

Scratch:Just Music 

Raekwon the Chef: 
 [bad word] Everything Around Me 

Method Man: 
 [bad word] Everything Around Me 
C.R.E.A.M. 
Get the money 
Dollar, dollar bill y'all 

Crowd: 

C.R.E.A.M. 
Get the money 
Dollar, dollar bill y'all 

Verse One: Raekwon the Chef 

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side 
Staying alive was no jive 
Had second hands, moms bounced on old man 
So then we moved to Shaolin land 
young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose 
Only way, I begin to G' off was [bad word] loot 
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one 
And that one, pullin out gats for fun 
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend 
Started smokin woolies at sixteen  [bad word] up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes 
Making my way on fire escapes 
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed  [bad word] made my eyes bleed 
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough off 
Sticking up white boys in ball courts 
My life got no better, same [bad word] 'Lo sweater 
Times is rough and tough like leather 
Figured out I went the wrong route 
So I got with a sick tight clique and went all out 
Catchin keys from across seas 
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's 
Yo brothas respect mine, or anger the tech nine 
Ch-POW! Move from the gate now 
 [bad word] (2X): Raekwon the Chef and crowd 
 [bad word] Everything Around Me 
C.R.E.A.M. 
Get the money 
Dollar, dollar bill y'all 

Verse Two: Inspectah Deck 

It's been 22 long hard years and still [bad word] 
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival 
I peep at the shape of the streets 
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause [bad word] is deep 
man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M. 
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15 
young buck sellin [bad word] and such who never had much 
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not touch 
The court played me short, now I face incarceration 
Pacin', going up state's my destination 
Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40 of us 
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough 
But as the world turns I learned life is [bad word] 
Living in the world, no different from a cell 
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base 
Smokin bones in the staircase 
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess 
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed 
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth? 
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth 
Who explained working hard may help you maintain 
to learn to [bad word] the heartaches and pain 
We got stickup kids, [bad word] cops, and crack rocks 
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot 
Leave it up to me while I be living proof 
To kick the [bad word] to the young black youth 
But [bad word] wild, smokin sess, drinkin beer 
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear 
Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted 
That what? That life is hectic 
 [bad word] (4X): Raekwon the Chef and crowd 
 [bad word] Everything Around Me 
C.R.E.A.M. 
get the money 
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH